Chapter 15 Black Tiger Gang Extinction

The helmsman of the Black Tiger Gang. After Wang Xiang came back, Wang Hu told Wang Xiang to his most trusted old brother, and then let them leave. At this time, Wang Xiang still didn't know what was going on. Just in the dead of night, Wang Xiang left the Black Tiger Gang rudder for no more than 100 meters. Wang Hu's most trusted old man The brother suddenly made trouble, and a sword passed through Wang Xiang's chest, and after killing Wang Xiang, Wang Hu's most trusted old brother muttered: "People die for money and birds die for food. Although you are good to me, I have rewarded you by being a cow and horse for you over the years. Wan Jiantu was taken away by others. I don't believe your lies. ," while muttering, he began to search Wang Xiang. Sure enough, there was something unusual in Wang Xiang's underwear. After opening it, he found a ten thousand long swords lined up in it, and a sword spirit rushed straight to the sky.

When this person was about to put away the ten thousand swords, it was too late! A long sword was born in the sky, passing through the chest, splashing blood. A dark shadow quickly came here and grabbed the ten thousand swords and quickly left far away.

"The thief dares!" An angry shout came from afar, and then a wave of people appeared, but late, the shadow quickly disappeared. It was a sleepless night.

I heard that Wan Jiantu appeared in the morning of the second day, causing a fight. Finally, Wan Jiantu was taken away by an unknown person, and Wan Jiantu was nowhere to be found, and the man in Jinyi, the son of the leader of the Black Tiger Gang, who had a dispute with him, was also the protagonist who died this time.

The appearance and disappearance of Wan Jiantu is like a flash in the pan, but it has caused countless people to hear the news, and they are indeed analyzing this matter. This matter is strange. Wang Hu, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang, let him see that he had killed himself. It is not wrong to let his son leave in the middle of the night, but there are indeed two doubts. The first doubt The point is that Wang Hu, as the master of the Black Tiger Gang, doesn't know how many spies there are outside his head rudder of the Black Tiger Gang. The Black Tiger Gang's every move has long been monitored. Escape in the middle of the night is no different from the day. What's more unbelievable is that the person who killed the young master of the Black Tiger Gang turned out to be Wang Hu's most trusted, which is impossible. In this case, the Black Tiger Gang would have been destroyed long ago.

Summarizing the two major doubts of the appeal, I found that all this may be the director of the Black Tiger Gang, in order to transfer the Black Tiger Sword Map.

However, the body of the young master of the Black Tiger Gang was taken back by the Black Tiger Gang. The funeral was at noon today. He was silent and planned to attend the funeral of the Black Tiger Gang. He took the opportunity to see if the body of the young master of the Black Tiger Gang was the brocade prince who clashed with him that day.

The funeral of the Black Tiger Gang was very lively. That night, Wang Hu was extremely sad and indignant after learning that his son was killed. The whole Black Tiger Gang group* inquired about the news in Guangzong City. Hundreds of innocent people died at the hands of the Black Tiger Gang that night, and many people were arrested by the Black Tiger Gang, and Wang Hu was sent by white hair. The dark-haired man cried with tears.

However, Su Wuyan found that Wang Hu's crying was a little stiff and cried very fake. This discovery made Su Wuyan know that this matter was planned by the Black Tiger Gang. If ordinary people knew that the white-haired man sent black-haired people to the sympathy, they might not find anything, but Su Wuyan suspected that there was something wrong early in the morning, and he was indeed seen by Su Wuyan. When I came out, I saw that there were some people who admired the planning of this matter, but I knew that the Black Tiger Gang would not exist for much time. I didn't believe that I was a genius at all. I believe that others could see it.

I found that I was not interested in the funeral held by the Black Tiger Gang. The funeral of the Black Tiger Gang was also very grand. Basically, Guangzong now came to all the famous people. The Black Tiger Gang even invited monks to recite the scriptures and put some paper horses. Cars and paper money respectfully sent the deceased away and burned paper carts and horses for burial. It was the first time they came to this world to see monks.

Monks are people who practice alone for the sake of faith. To put it bluntly, they are a group of monks. The most famous temple in the world in Kyushu is the Shaolin Temple, which is the largest school of the right path and the leader of the right path. Since the birth of the Living Buddha, Shaolin Temple has always been the leader in the righteous path, so it has the status of a monk. It is also higher than ordinary people, especially in practice, which reflects the importance of monks.

After the monks finished the legal work, they were buried. This time, the funeral organized by the Black Tiger Gang had some requests for some speed. Originally, the burial and practice had to wait until three days later, but Wang Hu considered that it was an eventful autumn, so it was a hasty thing.

Besides, after all the guests left, Wang Hu came to his bedroom. In the inconspicuous place of the wardrobe, he pressed three times and appeared in front of Wang Hu through a channel that could pass through one person. After Wang Hu walked in, the channel slowly combined and returned to its original appearance without any trace.

And Wang Xiang heard footsteps in the secret room and quickly came towards the origin of the sound. Yes, it was Wang Xiang in the secret room. The one who died outside was not Wang Xiang at all, but a distant nephew who looked like Wang Xiang, Wang Hu, and the old brother had been with Wang Hu for 30 years. The old brother, the relationship between the two is not long and deep. Originally, Wang Hu did not want him to carry out this mortal mission, but Wang Hu's old brother risked his life for Wang Xiang and resolutely acted in this scene despite Wang Hu's dissuasion.

Wang Xiang shouted after seeing Wang Hu, "Father, how long do you want me to stay here to suffoze me? There is no doubt that there is any fun here?"

Wang Hu was afraid of Wang Xiang's bad things, so he locked Wang Xiang in the secret room early, and he dared not tell Wang Xiang about the current plight of the Black Tiger Gang.

Seeing that Wang Hu was silent, Wang Xiang quit even more, "Father, just let me out!" What's the use of locking me up here!" Wang Xiang said as he wanted to go to Yingchun Pavilion to find his old lover after going out.

Looking at Wang Xiang's expression, Wang Hu knew what Wang Xiang was thinking and said coldly, "Don't want to go anywhere. Just bring it here. If I don't pick you up in two months, someone will pick you up."

After Wang Hu finished speaking, he shook his sleeves and walked out of the secret room without looking back. Wang Hu was very painful at this time. He was such a son. He had been spoiled since he was a child and developed this character. Now the Black Tiger has helped him to the moment of life and death. He can't share his worries and add chaos, but Wang Hu thought of it. Jiantu's heart was full of heat. After Wang Hu returned to the bedroom, he did not go out.

But look at the painting hanging in the middle of the bedroom. This painting is very ordinary. Two young men, one standing on the river bank and the other standing on the ship. If there is any difference, the sword hanging on the waist of the young man standing on the ship is a special and very ordinary painting, but Wang Hu It's just like touching the treasure.

And this painting is the sword map that makes the bloody wind of Guangzong City. Wang Hu didn't believe it when he first got it, but with Wang Hu's details, Wang Hu found a doubt, because this picture is reminiscent of the scene of that year, Wang Hu first found the station. The man on the ship is Li Bai, a sword fairy. After that, Wang Hu's attention has been focused on the man on the ship. Over time, Wang Hu slowly found a sword spirit on Li Bai's body. With each observation and enlightenment, the sword spirit is different. Some are vast and full of righteousness, and some are feminine. Some are good at change and weird.

This discovery has further improved Wang Hu's strength. Although the time is still short and the progress is not obvious, Wang Hu believes that if he understands Wan Jiantu for 20 years, he will be able to reach the sixth-order supreme, and the Black Tiger Gang can also become a Kyushu gang.

And Wanjiantu seems to be more ordinary and easier to hide. Since Wang Hu hung Wanjiantu in the bedroom, he has often found some masters to come to the bedroom to discuss things. However, every time he comes, the master has also seen this painting and thinks that it is an ordinary word. No one has expected this Wanjiantu Club that shakes Kyushu. So ordinary.

This also makes Wang Hu believe that the fake picture he took out yesterday can be fake, because even the fake picture is also a thing with a history. The fake picture is the heirloom of the Wang family. There was also a sixth-order supreme in the ancestors of the Wang family, but it was only a flash in the pan, because he offended the great leader of the demon religion at that time. Old Qiao Xiu was chased and killed by Qiao Xiu, but the ancestor of the Wang family was a master of fraud and made countless imitations, including ten thousand sword pictures. Because he had not seen ten thousand sword pictures, he made one of his own ideas. According to the idea of this ancestor, ten thousand swords and ten thousand sword pictures are required for ten thousand sword pictures. Bing Changjian, a series of swords, or divine soldiers, or vanadium iron, are intact and damaged. After this ten thousand sword map is made, it is full of appearance, and thousands of swords are full of swords.